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Jasmine

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Cake is a great way to make a party or celebration great. What makes them very unique is that they all come in different shapes, sizes and flavours. Here is a great website about cakes.
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What’s wrong with me? I try my best, but i haven’t obtained anything. My life is a lie. It’s too late to start again.Every agonising day, my soul is nothing to me. I waste several hours just to see if people will accept me. My self confidence had been shattered, piercing every single place in my body.

Once the morning sun blinds me, I get ready and wander off to school. My real self swarmed inside my body, about to burst out. However, i force it back inside; I allow it to sting me until I’m dead inside. Until my foot crosses the entrance of the school, I become a complete different person.

My school was a birthplace of anxiety, envy and sorrow. Also,all the envy roamed every single classroom,possessing anybody in its path, as anxiety hypnotised year elevens like a puppet master controlling several puppets. Hastily, I walked quickly to my class for I was incredibly late. As I opened the door with a shaking hand, many eyes aimed at me, giving me a painful feeling in my stomach.

“Willow!Where have you been?”Mrs Screech bellowed. Her shout felt like millions of sirens stomping inside of my ear. I only had enough strength to sit down and become a shadow. Constantly, an irritating voice whispers to me that I’m useless, not essential and helpless; I listen and believe that voice. Elation is extinct in my world.

As I received my ghastly lunch, I observed a humble girl in the dinner hall, open and full of happiness. Should I do it? Will I sound desperate? However,I am desperate. Once I do it, I can’t go back. I need to change.

My feet tiptoed towards her. My heart sounded like a billion soldiers stomping. With a smile of worry, I greeted her and told her my problem with a subdued voice.

“Pardon?I couldn’t hear you.”She answered.

It was apparent that she was confused. I told her again but in a less weak voice. Instantly, a big smile slowly entered her face. I never thought that anyone would help me.

That day, I discovered something new: confidence. My  world is now bright and free! I have nothing to hide. My life problem was right in front of me .

After that day, it was time to reveal the real me. What will they think?How will they react? I realised it doesn’t matter what they think. I just know that it’s the inside that matters.

 

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